CHAPTER 13
EDDIE’S FILTHY MIND
“Damn it.”
I groaned into the pillow as the sounds of a wolf pack howling woke me at 6 a.m. I’d programmed my phone for that sound to ensure I’d actually wake up and get out of bed. My hand automatically grabbed for the phone on my nightstand, but it slipped out of my fingers and fell to the floor.
“f**k me.” I mumbled, opened my eyes, and leaned over the side of the bed and retrieved the phone. After shutting off the alarm, I shut my eyes and rolled over on my stomach. Morning wood was strong, and I reflexively ground my c**k into the mattress and moaned.
“Just five more minutes.” I pushed down on my erection again, then my phone pinged. “Oh, God, what now?”
I sat up, swung my feet off the bed and picked up my cell. There was a message from Blake.
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